It was already dark, and the road ahead was lit only by the man's flashlight.

Shang Xin'er no longer had the heart to interview again, only thinking about how to escape from the current situation.

Helplessly, there is one person in the front and back, strong and strong.

Whether it is escaping or fighting, Shang Xin'er has no chance of winning.

At the moment, she was extremely depressed. For their impulsiveness and to be strong, regret.

In an instant, he became worried again, and he didn't know what the situation was now with Meng Ya, who was following from afar.

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It was already midnight, and Bo Luan Kite still hadn't received the information from Shang Xin'er about where he was staying tonight, which made him angry in his heart.

A girl ran away and went crazy. This is the first day of the return club, so happy?! Doesn't she remember that she was my Bo Luan's personal secretary? Doesn't she remember that the evening is my time to be a kite?

Immediately, Bai Luanyuan dialed Shang Xin'er's phone number, which was quietly stored in his mobile phone this morning, which he found from the group's electronic address book.

It stands to reason that the address book cannot be queried across units and has jurisdiction, after all, the privacy protection of journalists is very important.

But as the president of the group, there is no obstacle to Bai Luanyuan in terms of authority or anything.

"The user you are dialing cannot be reached for the time being or has been turned off......" a crisp female voice came from the other end of the phone.

A few more hits, the situation is still the same.

Bo Luan Kite tried to dial the number of the red leather mobile phone again, because this mobile phone is an encrypted communication, so under normal circumstances, Bo Luan Kite will not call this phone number.

This number is also unreachable.

What's going on?!

According to the work regulations, the reporter's telephone should be kept open 24 hours a day, and the phone should not be turned off, in case there is an emergency, no one can be contacted.

As a journalist for many years, Shang Xin'er must have known about this regulation.

That only shows that the place where she is now has no mobile signal coverage, or the signal is very weak.

It should be on the outskirts of the city or in a more remote place.

Why did Shang Xin'er go so far away?

"Tuk, tuk, tuk......" Bai Luanyuan tapped the table with his fingertips, which was a habit he unconsciously had when thinking.

Turning around, Bai Luankite picked up the work phone on the left hand. It was a touchscreen Rittal with a dark brown cowhide texture, which was used for work and business socialization on weekdays, which Zhang Yi suggested buying, saying that it was to highlight the stable atmosphere of the cypress kite.

Aside from work, Bai Luanyuan doesn't like to use this phone at all. He always felt that the phone carried a kind of "successful person" label. And he personally hates labeling.

"Mr. Chen, I'm Bai Luan, I'm sorry to disturb you so late." Bai Luankite called Chen Xiao, the general manager and editor-in-chief of "A City Morning News".

Hearing Bai Luan's voice, Chen Xiao on the other end of the phone unconsciously straightened his body. Usually, it is Mr. Kite's secretary who contacts them and arranges work, but today it was Mr. Kite who called in person, which shows that the incident is very important and urgent.

"Tell me." Chen Xiao became alert.

"Excuse me, what is Shang Xin'er's work arrangement today? I have an urgent matter to communicate with, but her phone has been unreachable. Bai Luanyuan narrated in an orderly manner, but unconsciously revealed the majesty of the president of the group.

"I'll check with the Ministry of People's Livelihood right now and get back to you later." The president's inquiry could not but be implemented quickly, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared in front of Chen Xiao's forehead.

"Okay, call back this mobile phone number directly after verification."

"Understood."